There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

Sonia lets that sit between us for a moment, taking another slow sip of her
tea.
She remarks, “He’s different since he met you. He smiles occasionally. And
he hasn’t made Janice cry in weeks.”
I squeeze my mug, trying to draw warmth through the smooth ceramic.
“I don’t know that I have any great effect on him. No tree can stop a
landslide.”
Sonia’s mouth quirks up, enjoying that analogy.
“I’d call him a volcano. You can survive a landslide … not a lava flow.”
I can’t tell if that’s a warning.
If it is, Sonia’s giving it from inside the volcano’s umbra. She’s not safe from
Cole either.
She’s worked for him for the better part of a decade. As brilliant and
observant as Sonia is, I have no doubt that she’s learned some of his secrets.
Whether he intended to share them or not.
Yet she remains unusually loyal to her boss.
I set my tea down, picking up my brush once more, loading it with paint.
My new canvas perches on the easel, the shapes blocked out, but work only
just beginning.
Swiping my brush gently across the virgin space I ask Sonia, “You have a
son, don’t you?”
Her manicured nails tap against her mug. “Did Cole tell you that?”
“No. I saw you carrying a backpack out the other day. From the Cuphead
patches and the skateboarding stickers, I guessed he’s about twelve.”
“Thirteen.” I can hear Sonia’s smile, the affection in her voice. “His name is
Will. He goes to the STEM school in Laurel Heights.”
“Oh, so he’s a genius then.” I grin.